"Huh!"

The cold sound was naturally made by Wu Yangyu, accompanied by that cold roar, his eyes were like electricity, but his palms quickly flew up and down, and a stream of vitality gathered, as if there was a thread of water flowing on it, and the speed grabbed Yang Fan's wrist extremely quickly.

"How is it possible?"

Feeling that his wrist was being held, Yang Fan's face suddenly changed greatly, and he didn't expect that the fragile waste young master in the past could actually counterattack his attack, and for a while, Yang Fan fell into a trace of sluggishness in shock.

However, Wu Yangyu didn't give him a chance to come back to his senses at all, and his palm flew again, and the vitality like a stream of water flowed rapidly.

"Snort"

The silk thread was like a spider's web, quickly winding out, and it was extremely violently wound around Yang Fan's body.

The other hand clenched into a fist and swung into a fist.

"Peng!"

"Click!"

With a cracking sound, Yang Fan had already been violently knocked out by Wu Yangyu's punch.

Quiet!

Silence!

All of a sudden, an incomparably stagnant aura was formed in the entire courtyard, as if even the air had become stagnant, and all the people widened their eyes and looked at Wu Yangyu, as if they were looking at a myth.

Yang Fan, a dignified martial artist triple heavenly powerhouse, was actually injured and flew away by this waste young master on weekdays?

"Huh"

However, the next moment, Wu Yangyu's body suddenly moved, like an angry leopard, and rushed out at an extremely fast speed, stepping on Yang Fan's chest that was still gasping.

"Peng!"

Yang Fan, who originally wanted to try his best to get up, was stepped on again by this kick.

"Ah......h

The terrible scream finally came out of Yang Fan's mouth at this time, and it was at this time that the rest of the slaves also reacted.

"No...... Young master, no!"

"Yes, young master, this is a young man!"

For a moment, the four slaves cried out with frightened expressions.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

At this time, Yang Fan suddenly spurted blood in his mouth with a rapid coughing sound, but his face was extremely resentful and vicious and shouted at Wu Yangyu:

"Wu Yangyu, you are in big trouble, you beat me, that is to offend Hai Shao, Hai Shao will not let you go...... Ahh

However, before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly again, because at this time, one of Wu Yangyu's feet had already stepped on it again, and with the sound of bursting sternums, Wu Yangyu's cold voice came out slowly:

"As a slave, you dare to suppress your master with force, you should be beaten!"

Disheveled!

With Wu Yangyu's words, one of his feet had already stepped on it fiercely.

"Whew...... Ahh

This kick was full of strength, and with Yang Fan's terrible scream, the bodies of the rest of the servants also began to tremble.

"As a slave, dare to do something to your master, damn it!"

"Click!"

"As a ......"

Every time Wu Yangyu said a word, he would stomp on Yang Fan's body, and Yang Fan's screams became more and more poignant.

With Yang Fan's scream, many people have already heard the news and rushed over.

However, when they saw the usually docile young man stepping on Yang Fan's body with an indifferent expression, everyone present felt an incomparable coldness slashing across his body......

Finally, when Yang Fan couldn't bear it anymore and fainted from his awakening again, Wu Yangyu slowly stopped his movements.

The boy, standing there, with a smile on his face, a wisp of breeze blowing, his long hair dancing, accompanied by the sun shining all over his body, the whole person is like a sunny boy.

"Remember...... Don't mess with me again......"

Looking at everyone present, Wu Yangyu's voice slowly resounded.

The voice was very faint and quiet, but under the warm scorching sun, all the people couldn't help but shudder, looking at Wu Yangyu, they clearly felt the young man in front of them...... It's changed!

Dark Forest!

This is a dense forest place in Yuhua City.

Because of the dense forests and sparsely populated population, ordinary people rarely come here!

Of course, the infestation of monsters is also a big reason for the sparse population.

Demon beasts are a special kind of existence in the Shenhua Continent, their appearance is strange, and they are bloodthirsty, which makes people daunting.

The strength of the demon beasts is extremely powerful, from the low level to the high level of the demon beasts are divided into level one to nine levels, the higher they are, the more powerful they are, and the top powerful demon beasts, even the world's strongest people in the human martial arts cultivation do not dare to provoke easily.

It is rumored that there are even more powerful beings on top of these ninth-level demon beasts, but that is no longer the information that Wu Yangyu can understand.

When he came here, he took a fancy to the sparse population here, and it was full of vitality, which was quite suitable for cultivation.

At this time, he had already felt that his vitality had reached a critical point, and it was just around the corner to break through to the Martial Artist Four Heavens.

That's why he came to the Dark Forest and chose to cultivate in this place.

At this moment, Wu Yang Yu was sitting on top of a boulder, with a red fruit on his upper body, and on this boulder, a huge waterfall like a silver dragon was flowing fiercely on his body.

"Bang la la"

The sound of the waterfall, like the galloping of thousands of horses, can be heard in a radius of thousands of meters, and you can imagine how amazing and terrifying the force caused by this waterfall hanging down.

A person, sitting cross-legged under this waterfall, is under unimaginable pressure.

"Poof"

Finally, after about a dozen breaths passed, Wu Yangyu's face changed suddenly, his body was violently impacted by this waterfall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"It seems...... This physical body still can't bear it!"

Wu Yangyu is now very aware of his shortcomings, although his qualifications can keep up, but he is still too far behind others, so in order to improve his strength faster, Wu Yangyu will frantically seize any opportunity and time that can be improved.

With the powerful force of the waterfall to impact the physical body, with the power of the water flow, every inch of the body can be perfectly impacted, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of the physical body.

Moreover, Wu Yangyu has the martial soul of water, and cultivating under the waterfall can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

After taking a slight breath, Wu Yangyu got up again and climbed up towards the boulder firmly......

That is, when Wu Yangyu was still cultivating, at the same time, in a huge building of the Wu family......

"Damn! Damn Wu Yangyu...... You're looking for death...... How dare you hurt my men!!"

A frantic roar continued to come from the building, followed by the sound of falling objects, showing how angry the roaring owner was at this time......

In one of the halls of the building.

A young man who seemed to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old was roaring with a vicious anger on his face, and at this time, the ground was already covered with various porcelain shards.

This seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is none other than Uncle Wu Yangyu's son, Wu Yihai.

On the side of Wu Yihai, a group of four slaves were kneeling there, trembling and not daring to say a word.

"You say, Wu Yangyu, that waste, actually defeated Yang Fan with his true strength?"

Finally, after venting his madness, Wu Yihai looked at the four trembling slaves with cold eyes, and said coldly......